1 month ago
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
So, Kathy LeClair and I are in Clinic Room 5 and our appointment is almost finished with the tan team doctors. RN, Pat knocks, opens the door a crack and says; "When you leave just go to the right and don't turn left, we have quite a bit happening down the left hall just now." I figured it was emergency. When we got out of the room and turned right, I caught sight of the gurney and team of medics gathered round. I put my head down and turned to the right. Me, the former chaplain from St. Lawrence and Sparrow Hospitals in Lansing, Michigan, me the former chaplain from the Cass County Sheriff's Department, me, the person who prays for the wounded even on the highway when I pass an accident and this time I didn't do nothing but hobble away in the opposite direction. I just didn't want it to be me. Picture me, the wimp in survival mode.